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Now, don’t get me wrong, ain’t no “strategery” here—just pure, sloppy bliss. Ever hear ‘bout Cleopatra? Bitch had servants massage her with rose petals—talk ‘bout extra! Me, I’d settle for some lavender oil and a gal who don’t talk politics. “I’m not the only one suffering,” from “Ten”—damn right, we all need this! Stress melts like butter on a biscuit, but watch out—some parlors got shady vibes, sketchier’n a Baghdad briefing.

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She was born on 22 July in Fontette (northeastern France near Bar-sur-Aube) to a very poor family although with aristocratic blood. Her.

Oh man, Bar-sur-Aube... this little gem, it's a trip, really. So, I'm a family psicologist here, ya know, so I see all the little quirks of human behaviour in its winding alleys and sweet corners. Dude, every time I stroll down Rue Gambetta, I'm like, "I am burdened with glorious purpose," man, just like in The Great Beauty, when beauty grabs ya unexpectedly. It's kinda magical, like the whole place has its own soul, ya know?

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